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This was the most difficult choice I´ve ever made. So I told myself, calm down, you have to be smarter than her. She was a very tough but sentimental woman, I decided to talk her into solving this without giving away all I ever worked for....my money and losing my dear Johnson. I tried to explain her my reasons, if any, for what I did to her, but she didn´t want to hear what I had to say, she was hurt so badly that she only wanted me to suffer and had her revenge. After a while I realized it wasn´t working and the clock kept ticking....meanwhile I was losing all faith of recovering him, so I changed my plan...

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When I got married her I thought she was the love of my life. She was the best person I had ever met. She was generous and kind. Johnson was her "little boy". The lawyer told me not to trust in her after our divorce but I didn't want to listen Ms White. She would never forgive my affair with Dana, her best friend. Now, she wanted me to suffer as much as she did four years ago. "My little boy doesn't deserves a shelfish guy who always think of himself". Lt's make a deal, darling: keep your money and go home", she said. She always knew how to get me on my nerves...what should I do? On one hand, that was all money I had. On the other, I loved Johnson.

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When I got off the taxi everything in my mind became dark, maybe impressed by the figure I was watching at the front door. It would be impossible. For a while I thought I was dreaming and at some point I will wake up and everything will be just a horrible dream. But the reality was other completely different, she stood firmly in front of the door as she was waiting me.

Those 2 minutes were the longest of my whole life. I couldn't more any part of my body, even my voice was blocked as I had forgotten how to speak. So, the only thing that passed through my mind was a question: Why could she do that?

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He went to the bank and withdrew the amount of money required. He was really shocked. He was wondering how could they possible know he had been successful in finance. Maybe the strangers did know him.

He didn't want to lose Johnson, that would be too painful. Something had to be done. He looked at the piece of paper once again. He was determined.

Only when the taxi stopped he understood the extent of the problem. It hit it when he looked through the window. He knew the guy at the door...

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But there was no key inside. Only some instructions to follow if he wanted to see his pet alive. He had already experimented that they were speaking seriously. They only wanted the money and no interference. No more bravery, no policemen, nothing except for the money.

He stood up and to his surprise the door was unlocked so he went away. He was determined, he was going to the bank, take out the money and then leave it where he has been told on the piece of paper he had found inside the metal box. And there was no much time left...

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Suddenly, he observed the wall and he found a strange brick. It was different from others, so it took his attention for a moment. When he touched it, he discovered it was a moving part. Then, he pushed it carefully and he introduced his fingers into the wall. Immediately he thought it could be a trap. Maybe he could get his hand stuck and he doubted during some seconds. However, he was so interested in recovering his dog that he couldn't resist the temptation to find out what was inside.

Finally, Rosco put his trembling hand into the cavity and he came across with a metal box. What was that? Would he find some key to find Johnson?

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He wascold. He wake up and he had a terrible headache. He was lying down on an old mattress. Everything was faint. How he could he sat on the old mattress and he started to remember everything: Johnson was not at home, the paper, the address, the busy long street, the beggar... and the young man. He was sure that the young man hit him with something. That's why he got a terrible headache.

The room where he was, was quite old and dirty. Everything smelt humid. He had to find out the way of escape and know why he was there and that man rapped his dog. I had no sense for him

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He was sweating now. He could feel tiny drops of sweat going down his forehead. He had to think, he needed to calm down. He looked around and saw a beggar a few metres away, crouching over some plastic bags. Maybe he had seen something. "Excuse me, I am...have you seen or heard this dog?" -he asked as he showed him one of Johnson's photos. The beggar looked at him, spat on the palms of his hands and rubbed them together. He smiled and let Rosco see his toothless mouth. "They told me you were coming, they said you would be panicking" . Suddenly everything turned black, somebody had put a black sack on his head and he was pushed into a car. The car drove off at high speed. The last thing he could hear before he fainted was a dog barking.

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Thanks to the tea drops that fel on the paper he could see something that had been erased before. It was an address but only the first part of it. There was no number. He got dressed very quickly and decided to investigate that address. Perhaps he could see something or hear something because when Johnson was with strangers he usually barked a lot. He put on his raincoat and a hat to hide better. He jumped to his car and drove fast to the address. When he arrived there he was very disappointed. It was a very busy long street with tall buildings. He was very disappointed. He didn’t know where to start.

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Rosco thought it had been a nightmare and looked for his dog all over the house, but Johnson wasn't there. Instead, he came across a small piece of handwritten paper on Johnson's empty bed. Then he started to realise what had happened. Everything was true and somebody was trying to blackmail him. He started to read the paper carefully, but his hands were shaking and the letters looked blurry. He thought it might be a good idea to have a cup of tea. He went to the kitchen and put the kettle on, made some tea, but he was very nervous and his hands were still shaking so much that some drops of tea fell onto the paper and blotted it.

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Rosco Jake is an accountant for a big firm in New York.  His only companion is his pug, Johnson. He loves that pug. For the most part, his days are routine.  He likes routines.  He doesn't like change. Routines and schedules comfort him.
Today, was a different day. Rosco woke up to a knife at his neck. The intruder wore a mask. His deep voice instructed, "We have your pug. If you ever want to see him again and make sure we don't destroy your life, you will have to transfer $50,000 to this account by 10 p.m. today." The intruder was suddenly gone, only leaving a paper with instructions.